They no believe in me when I was broke They didn't see this comin', when I'm gone They didn't imagine the thing I do Didn't have the faith in someone new Dream all my dreams what I did out loud And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds They're tryna tear me down now in front of crowds And I pray to my God That I'd make it to Heaven when I believe here Won't even skip on a leap year And I, and I pray to my God The air is just better I breathe here I think it's better that I prepare Don't tell me to be humble I turned crumbs into crumble A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo See, I was born in Brooklyn, momma broke, never had money Send me back home to a Guyanese country Concrete road, but it always felt comfy Daddy don't care and my stomach still hungry Momma find out, so she send me to my auntie Sendin' back money, 'cause we runnin' through the pantry Can't lie to ya' though, I wasn't no Ghandi See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me They no believe in me when I was broke They didn't see this comin', when I'm gone They didn't imagine the thing I do Didn't have the faith in someone new Dream all my dreams what I did out loud And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds They're tryna tear me down now in front of crowds And I pray to my God That I'd make it to Heaven when I believe here Relationships I can't repair And I, and I pray to my God The air is just better I breathe here I think it's better that I prepare Don't tell me to be humble I turned crumbs into crumble A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo See, raised in GT, momma broke, never had money From me too magga, and my body too scrawny Remember Ms. Patta, remember Olaine Before I got my first lil' piece of punani And I growed up, and I made my first CD Then I blowed up, and I end up on TV The other night reminiscin', listenin' Jeezy I make it look easy, I make it look easy They no believe in me when I was broke They didn't see this comin', when I'm gone They didn't imagine the thing I do Didn't have the faith in someone new Dream all my dreams what I did out loud And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds They're tryna tear me down now in front of crowds And I pray to my God That I'd make it to Heaven when I believe here Won't even skip on a leap year And I, and I pray to my God The air is just better I breathe here I think it's better that I prepare Don't tell me to be humble I turned crumbs into crumble A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo